Waiting for your Love to Grow

love you so much

Fendi, who was pacing at the door, where her mother is now being treated, caught the attention of three people who were now walking towards her. Uncommanded, the three accelerated his path. Even one of them, choosing a small run to get to where he went and immediately answered his curiosity .

"Why are you here, deck? Where's mommy? Mama's okay, right?" Nadira asked in a deep breath, making Fendi, who was asked, stop his steps.

Fendi did not answer what Nadira asked, he actually walked up to Nabila who was also walking towards him.

"Sister, mommy's awake. The doctor was examining him inside", exclaimed Fendi, making the three people who were now with him simultaneously give thanks.

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Nabila got a chance to enter the room of his mother first with Nadira followed behind him, after the doctor allowed a maximum of two people who can temporarily enter the care room of his mammary. And of course after lobbying his younger brother.

"Mami", call Nabila softly while gently rubbing the back of her mammary hand, which silently looked at the sky - the sky.

Slowly, the middle-aged woman turned her head, so that her net could catch the figure that had called out to her.

"When" the woman's mouth mentioned her daughter's name, but she could not hear her voice.

"Mommy, there are those who want to meet mommy", whispered Nabila to her mother's ear. "She's very upset with mommy" he continued. Then Nabila waved his hand to the older brother who was still standing near the door. I hope her brother gets closer soon.

When she hesitated to step up, worried that her mother would not accept it, but her year-long longing settled, defeating her fear. Slowly, he drew closer to where the woman who gave birth to him lay.

"Mommy" Without a cue, Nadira hugs her mother's body carefully. And her mother welcomed the hug happily. The two drifted in longing and crying.

"I love my mom. Sorry Dira who never met my mom. But, from mami tau Dira always miss mami" said Nabila interspersed with sobs while kissing the forehead and cheeks of the woman in front of him.

Since the meeting at the hospital, alternately Nabila and Nadira keep her mother in the hospital, even after her mother is already at home, none of the two are absent to see his mother every day until now the condition of his mother is completely healthy.

Nabila and Denis had asked her parents to stay with her, but the woman refused.

"Why are you, mom? Today I look tired. Is there a problem at the office? " Tanya Nabila who saw her husband today is not as usual, as her hand rubbed gently Denis arm which is currently still focused on her steering wheel.

Denis turned his gaze for a moment towards his wife and smiled faintly. But, the sadness still appeared on his face. And Nabila can read that.

"Dear, I'm just tired" Denis said.

"Is this morning still vomiting again?" Tanya Nabila was a bit worried.

"He'em" Denis replied briefly.

"No, baby. I don't feel how anyway. Be healthy" Denis said, refusing his wife's invitation.

"Yaudah, if you do not want to" said Nabila who now both eyes turned from her husband's face, do not want it to feel like she connected again the discussion.

The atmosphere in the car became quiet, when they both chose to be busy with their respective minds. Even at home they choose to enter the house separately. Unlike their previous routines, each of which went into the house waiting for each other and went hand in hand.

Denis got into bed, following his wife who had been lying there. The man hugged his wife's body from behind and buried his face between her shoulder and neck.

"You're asleep, baby?" Denis asked his wife, but Nabila did not respond.

Denis is getting his arms tight. "Please promise me something to stay with me forever, no matter what" Denis said. "It's just you I want, now, tomorrow, and diving" he continued.

Several kisses, Denis buried in his wife's head, to make the wife now turned to face him.

The woman looked into the eyes of her husband who was also staring at her. "You, why?" Said. "I know there's something you're keeping a secret about. Tell, mas! I'm ready to hear it" he continued.

Denis inhales in the surrounding oxygen and exhales it roughly. The man then pulled his wife's chin, before finally burying a kiss on her lips.

Nabila pushed Denis' body slowly, ending the kiss that was not desirous but full of emphasis. The woman then cupped the face of her husband whose eyes were now one as if full of burden.

"Am I not worthy enough to be your best friend, a place to share all the problems you face?" Nabila.

Instead of answering, Denis actually re-captured his wife's body and held Nabila's head to drown in his chest. Of course, it made Nabila disappointed and tried to escape from her husband's embrace.

Nabila, who had escaped from her husband's arms, slowly got off the bed and moved towards the kitchen, her second favorite place in the house, after their room. Denis, who could see the frustration in his wife, only looked on with resignation, his wife who had come out of the room.

Nabila put the cup containing green tea that he had just sipped, along with two burly hands that suddenly touched his upper arms, until he had made it go up in shock.

"It's late, let's go back to the room!" Denis then sat in the chair next to his wife.

A moment of silence happened again. Denis was just busy staring at the downcast Nabila while playing his cup.

But then, a frustrated Denis pulled his wife's hand quickly and kissed her. "I can't tell you yet, not because I don't trust my own wife. Because I love you so much" he said.

Denis approached his wife and dropped her head in his arms, kissing the top of his head many times. Before the end, she chose to step away leaving the woman who was still sitting pensively digesting her husband's words just now.